[A short, self-indulgent fic written purely for love, which I think is super niche. Not monetized, updated irregularly, enter at your own risk. BTW, I will always love weather forecasts!]
My name is Hanako Shiraishi. I'm an utterly ordinary elementary school teacher at Eden Academy. I mainly teach English, and sometimes fill in as the students' homeroom teacher.
I currently have a tall, handsome boyfriend. I call him "Weather Forecast Guy"...
"Teacher, teacher, why do you call him Weather Forecast Guy?" asked Becky, one of my favorite students.
Before I could answer, another student, Damian, jumped in: "Dummy, it's obviously because of his job. Your boyfriend is a meteorologist, right, Teacher?"
I tried to recall all the little moments since the day Weather Forecast Guy and I met...
Whenever I was caught completely unprepared in a rainstorm, tornado, hailstorm, or even a sandstorm, Weather Forecast Guy would step in and help me just in time.
That was how we gradually became a couple.
I guess... I really don't know what his actual job is...
I patted Damian on the shoulder and nodded emphatically. "I think you're absolutely right."
He must be a meteorology expert to predict the weather so accurately every time!
Meteorology, huh... I never knew Weather Forecast Guy was so impressive~
Anya, who had silently watched the whole thing while hearing the teacher's thoughts, wore an expression that shocked her entire family.
#Wait, Teacher! Snow in July, tornadoes, and sandstorms? Isn't something wrong here?
Upcoming: [Western Crossover] My Boyfriend Is a Vampire
Lilia, the last elf, had been alone for two hundred years before falling in love. Her partner was a platinum-haired man she had rescued in the forest.
Their sweet romance lasted for a while. Once his injuries healed, the man left the forest, promising to come back for her in a month.
But one month turned into another. So much time passed that snow fell from the sky, a fire consumed the forest, and a resort was built on the ruins, yet Lilia still never saw him return.
#Fine, if you're not coming back, I'll just go find you myself#
But after leaving the forest and making a long, arduous journey to find him, she discovered that he was surrounded by all sorts of beautiful women and hadn't noticed her in the corner at all.
Lilia's response was:
Good thing she still had the contact details of a certain Dark Knight, Spider-Man, the Great Detective, and others she'd met along the way saved in her phone.
Good riddance, you jerk. If one relationship ends, the next one's better.
Caius's fated love died in a forest fire. Ever since, the well-known secret among the Volturi was that even when he fed, he had to imagine her in someone else.
Later, after the misunderstanding was cleared up, Caius brought her back to the Volturi.
Along with her came a mailbox stuffed full of love letters from around the world, and a very grim-faced Caius.
The vampires: Thrilling... so thrilling...!!
-Reader's Guide-
1. A self-indulgent fic written because there isn't enough fanfic. You don't have to love it, but please don't be cruel. Hanako Shiraishi x Weather Forecast Guy.
2. OOC warning. A parallel universe where everyone survives, with sweet romance unrelated to the plot.
3. It won't be very long.
Posted on 2022/9/2
Theme: Of course you should take a relationship seriously and be responsible!
I'm so confused, who is the male protagonist? Which drama is it from? Searching for weather forecast on Baidu brought up today's weather.
Before the release of the new twelve episodes, I asked Anna Sui: Who is this? That onion? Do you want to pursue my Xu Xu in the future? I'll kick your head off! ——And now... It doesn't seem impossible... This son-in-law, he must come to the door.
Seeing Anna Sui getting jealous, she suddenly became happy w
Laughing to Death Substitute Literature, Start
When will it be updated qwq
I finally get to eat a hot weather meal!!!!
Hahahahahahahaha so cute
It's so hard to write a weather forecast!
Weather forecast, ah, ah, found food
Sorry, please forgive me for mistaking calling me Hanako a beggar.